User blog comment:Bluestripe the Wild/Riddle of the Lost Blade/@comment-3124101-20120928221646/@comment-1298206-20121023015332

One of the searats sneers "Wot's it look like t' yew, waterdog?"

Rivero, Gar, Lastra, Jetara, Wylan, and Byzan get to their footpaws and ready themselves for a fight, as well as the other hares

The first mate of the "Nyte Talon" smirks and tosses his dagger into the air and catches it "All right, yew lot, lissen up! If'n yew do as I say, then nobeast is goin' t' get hurt!"

Corporal Blanewick narrows his eyes as he keeps his rapier pointed at the searat "Tell us what you want, you filthy bounder! Don't think that you can push us around as you like!"

The first mate, named Falgrif, points his dagger at Blanewick "Shut yore mouth, rabbet or I'll gut ye! Now, I've been sent 'ere t' snag any treasure that good creatures like yoreselves might find while searchin' for that tapestry. 'ave ye found anything? C'mon, speak up!"